Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

The night is as cold as water, and a waning moon hangs slantingly. In an inn, only a few rooms still had lights on.

A man stood in front of the half-open window, raising his head slightly and looking at the dark sky. You can't see the face, only the back, which is cold and cold, covered with the clear light of the waning moon, and looks a little lonely.

It hurts.

Cui Yuying watched infatuatedly and burst into tears unknowingly. Standing in a daze, forgetting to move.

As he started sobbing, the man looked back slightly and was not surprised at all when he saw it was her.

Without saying anything, he looked out the window again.

After a long time, she asked Youyou: "Yuying, do you think that when a person dies, everything is really gone? Is the soul gone?"

It’s been so long, why doesn’t it come into my dream?

Cui Yuying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and took two steps towards him.

She said softly: "Master, my wife gave me a dream and asked me to take good care of you. She is afraid that you will not cherish yourself. Don't let her leave without peace of mind."

"She entrusted you with a dream, so why wouldn't she come into my dream?" Ma Mingwen said slowly, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

His heart had never warmed up since she left.

It's been almost two years, and he has never forgotten her, but she still refuses to come into his dreams.

Cui Yuying poured him a glass of warm water, walked to the window and handed it to him: "Master, it's late at night, be careful of catching a cold.

Seeing Ma Mingwen take the cup, he said again: "Have you closed the window?"

"That's fine." He turned around and walked into the house.

Cui Yuying closed the window, turned around and sat across from him, and saw that he was only staring at the cup and had no intention of talking to her. I sighed inwardly.

He poured him another glass and said, "I didn't expect that the master's opponent this time would be Bo Cheng. He let the master run away. I wonder if the people above found out about it. Will it affect his position? He was promoted to It’s not easy to be a fourth-grade general, right?”

Speaking of people they were familiar with, Ma Mingwen's eyes became warmer.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "He is a kind and righteous person."

He sighed again: "With no background and no one in the court, I have to shed a lot of blood and sweat to be promoted to the fourth rank. Those people in the army are used to overpowering others for military merit."

Cui Yuying also sighed: "He didn't expect to meet the master, right? He probably won't be able to do anything to the master."

Seeing Ma Mingwen's worried face, he added: "Master, you have taught him for several years, and he has always treated me as another father. I remember that in the past, he was beaten by his father, or had conflicts with his stepmother and two brothers. , always likes to come to the master to cry, and the wife will comfort him, but the master will only scold him. "

Cui Yuying couldn't help laughing when she thought of the past.

Ma Mingwen also twitched the corner of his mouth.

"What does a man look like when he cries?" He whispered again.

Cui Yuying smiled, her wife felt sorry for him on the face and in her heart, while the master felt sad on his heart but pretended to be stern on his face.

Cui Yuying opened up the conversation and also reminded Ma Mingwen of his days in Fengting Town.

"When I first saw him, I thought he looked very much like Rui'er. Because Rui'er has been loved by me and Liniang more than his other brothers since he was born. So he has had a bad temper since he was a child. , loves to cry, act coquettishly, and is also stubborn..."

"Later, I met Bo Cheng and accepted him as a disciple. He worked hard himself and was not good at reading, but he learned martial arts moves well. Liniang also liked him and often mistaken him for It’s Rui’er…”

Cui Yuying glanced at him and sighed inwardly when she saw that he was immersed in memories.

He said: "Yes. I still remember that he used to like to come to our martial arts school when he was unhappy. He still refused to go home. My wife loved him and asked people to cook a lot of food for him. He didn't like it himself. I didn’t say anything about the food. I couldn’t bear to make my wife sad, so I kept eating until I vomited..."

Ma Mingwen laughed: "My temper is exactly the same as Ruier's."

After saying that, my heart ached again when I thought about my youngest son who might have been reunited with his mother at this moment. There was a smile on his face.

Cui Yuying felt a pain in her heart and quickly changed the subject: "Well, if Bo Cheng lets the master run away this time, will he be punished in any way?"

Ma Mingwen sighed again: "Punishment is certain, it depends on whether his boss is willing to protect him. Bo Cheng is a temperamental person. With his temperament, if he wants to sit in a high position and go further, it will be very difficult. "

Ma Mingwen himself did not expect that it would be Lu Bocheng who would face him this time. In less than three years, he would be able to lead a large and powerful iron army.

He was proud of him in his heart.

Fighting in front of the formation, the two looked at each other. No one could have imagined that the master and apprentice would meet in such a way on such an occasion.

In the end, Bo Cheng feinted a shot, but he didn't care and actually stabbed Bo Cheng... Bo Cheng reined in his horse and retreated to the army despite being wounded, while he escaped from the siege of Shuo's army with his troops...

Bo Cheng was thinking about his master and his apprentice, and he couldn't bear to hurt him, and he couldn't bear to fight with his master and apprentice. I would rather hurt myself and let him go.

It's just that he let himself go. I wonder if Emperor Shuo will let him go.

He will definitely not let him go. Ma Mingwen knew Emperor Shuo very well.

He has no ambition, indulges in pleasure, and has a suspicious temperament. Now the Emperor of Qi was fighting against him in the Eastern Capital. He sent people to attack, but his generals let go of the Qi army. He would definitely not let Lu Bocheng go.

Just like he didn't let himself go back then.

He had made so many contributions, and his sons had made so many contributions, and in the end they all sacrificed their lives for the Shuo Dynasty... Liniang almost cried her eyes out...

But in the end, what did their family get?

This decadent imperial court was still lingering on, and he wanted to overthrow it immediately.

"I owe Bo Cheng this time, and I will definitely repay him if I have the opportunity in the future."

"I'm afraid he won't survive until the master repays him."

Ma Mingwen paused: "If he lets me go this time, Emperor Shuo will definitely punish him, but it won't kill him. As for the future... the battlefield is changing rapidly, I hope he can survive. Now he is holding his hand My skills have improved again.”

"I also hope he can live. He hasn't seen his child yet. Didn't the master tell him?"

Ma Mingwen shook his head: "The atmosphere was so tense at that time, there was no time to reminisce about the past."

Too. Cui Yuying said leisurely: "I don't know whether Madam Su gave birth to a son or a daughter. If we leave a little later, we can see each other."

"I hope it's a son. In these troubled times, it's hard for men to live, let alone women. At least I can leave some blood for Bo Cheng."

"Yes. I think so too."

After saying that, the two fell silent again.

"It's late at night. The master will go to Yuanzhou tomorrow. Is it okay for me to go to bed with you?"

Ma Mingwen's hand holding the cup paused, raised his head, and said calmly to Cui Yuying: "Go to sleep, I will do it myself."

Cui Yuying's face darkened, she responded: "Yes", turned around and left the room.

Ma Mingwen sat at the table again and was stunned for a long time before going to bed to rest.